Cupid's Arrow (feat. Big Buck$)
And just because I say love
That don't mean, I'm always talking about relationships
I'm talking about like my love for music
My love for life
Back in Jamaica when my uncle put me in the booth
Flew back to America Got in linked up with the school
Rapping with 2ks, fifth grade we ain't know that we was cool
First day that I seen him, got to fighting, had to stick n' move
We chasing Benji's every fucking day
I just told that bitch that I can't love her put my heart away
Every day that they had seen me, I was goin through rainy days
Nothin but this marijuana goin take that pain away
Why they try'n let the pain fade away
I feel like Kobe, Rest In Peace to Kobe with that fade away
I can't wait till I run up a check and get some bathing apes
I can't wait to stand up on that stage, you see them haters hate
You goin try fuck round' with my head, you know I ain't dumb
I feel like this shit is what it is and fuck what it was
Why you keep on try'n fall in love, just pass me the blunt
She say she get nasty off that Henny, she be drunk in love
I can't give, nobody my heart because it's broken up
BCB, they know who I be, I'm the Chosen One
Heartbreak Kid, next person play with me, they gon be catching slugs
Cupid shot a nigga with an Arrow sent from up above
Thought you was the one, I guess that's me to blame
Feel like shit ain't been the same, you been acting strange
Posed' to hold me down until we get to finer things
And if you ride, then you might just earn that diamond ring
Sick of all the mind games, baby we too old for this
Don't know when I'ma go, so when you see me make the most of it
Ain't rushing into love, baby we can take it slow with this
Too busy chasing Benji's, I ain't worried bout the other shit
Cause I ain't never seen a dollar bill change
But that four letter word, bring a whole lotta pain
Time is money baby, I ain't got no fucking time to waste
Never trip about a bitch, boy the bag is what I chase
She musta thought it was a game, ain't talking 2k
She post her MCM, then she gon fuck me onna Tuesday
I ain't tripping nigga, cause you know I got my shoes laced
I can't save a bitch, I told you can't be my boo thang
Shorty want me wife her, but I know she for the streets
I know that she be fucking off, when we don't speak
But I love a pretty face, eyebrows on on fleek
Had to tell her come slide, put that pussy on me
You goin try fuck round' with my head, you know I ain't dumb
I feel like this shit is what it is and fuck what it was
Why you keep on try'n fall in love, just pass me the blunt
She say she get nasty off that Henny, she be drunk in love
I can't give, nobody my heart because it's broken up
BCB, they know who I be, I'm the Chosen One
Heartbreak Kid, next person play with me, they gon be catching slugs
Cupid shot a nigga with an Arrow sent from up above
That don't mean, I'm always talking about relationships
I'm talking about like my love for music
My love for life
Back in Jamaica when my uncle put me in the booth
Flew back to America Got in linked up with the school
Rapping with 2ks, fifth grade we ain't know that we was cool
First day that I seen him, got to fighting, had to stick n' move
We chasing Benji's every fucking day
I just told that bitch that I can't love her put my heart away
Every day that they had seen me, I was goin through rainy days
Nothin but this marijuana goin take that pain away
Why they try'n let the pain fade away
I feel like Kobe, Rest In Peace to Kobe with that fade away
I can't wait till I run up a check and get some bathing apes
I can't wait to stand up on that stage, you see them haters hate
You goin try fuck round' with my head, you know I ain't dumb
I feel like this shit is what it is and fuck what it was
Why you keep on try'n fall in love, just pass me the blunt
She say she get nasty off that Henny, she be drunk in love
I can't give, nobody my heart because it's broken up
BCB, they know who I be, I'm the Chosen One
Heartbreak Kid, next person play with me, they gon be catching slugs
Cupid shot a nigga with an Arrow sent from up above
Thought you was the one, I guess that's me to blame
Feel like shit ain't been the same, you been acting strange
Posed' to hold me down until we get to finer things
And if you ride, then you might just earn that diamond ring
Sick of all the mind games, baby we too old for this
Don't know when I'ma go, so when you see me make the most of it
Ain't rushing into love, baby we can take it slow with this
Too busy chasing Benji's, I ain't worried bout the other shit
Cause I ain't never seen a dollar bill change
But that four letter word, bring a whole lotta pain
Time is money baby, I ain't got no fucking time to waste
Never trip about a bitch, boy the bag is what I chase
She musta thought it was a game, ain't talking 2k
She post her MCM, then she gon fuck me onna Tuesday
I ain't tripping nigga, cause you know I got my shoes laced
I can't save a bitch, I told you can't be my boo thang
Shorty want me wife her, but I know she for the streets
I know that she be fucking off, when we don't speak
But I love a pretty face, eyebrows on on fleek
Had to tell her come slide, put that pussy on me
You goin try fuck round' with my head, you know I ain't dumb
I feel like this shit is what it is and fuck what it was
Why you keep on try'n fall in love, just pass me the blunt
She say she get nasty off that Henny, she be drunk in love
I can't give, nobody my heart because it's broken up
BCB, they know who I be, I'm the Chosen One
Heartbreak Kid, next person play with me, they gon be catching slugs
Cupid shot a nigga with an Arrow sent from up above
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Writer(s): Rushon Bishop
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